sadness caresses the psyche
as memories dreams and reality
conflict with the heart

can the wind soothe the pain of sorrow
can joy erase all past actions thoughts tears

once I found myself reaching out
but the bitter pain destroyed me and i
crawled injured into my self

can this love be a destroyer of those who seek to be lovers

i still cry
i cannot put an end to these tears
i cannot forget the joy the sorrow
the loves of the past the future the present
they haunt me
they cry out to me
but I must not listen
for they make me weak
they cause me to falter

words become my release
scratching words onto paper
burying the ink into the smooth teasing surface
i escape my flesh and find comfort in my psyche
for as humans are humans
and one in body and mind
I seek out the comforts of the mind
and I try to understand the flesh

but a sweet joyful sadness which becomes poetic

the poetic allows for me to scream in silence
to walk without motion
to be what I am not
for this world is too much
a struggle for my flesh
and I seek refuge in my mind

for love
i seek and write and dream for love

Paul Cech has been writing poetry since 1970. Several of his poems have been published as Saturday Poems in the Pittsburgh- Post Gazette and the Thomas Merton Center of Pittsburgh has published several of his poems in NewPeople. Read other articles by Paul.